Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Carousel , by - Fight Like Apes. Song from the album Fight Like Apes, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 14.05.2015
Record label: Alcopop!
Song language: English
Carousel |
| You’ve learned a lot how |
| You’ve learned a lot from my offence |
| We’ve learned a lot how |
| We’ve learned to sleep in separate beds |
| You’ve got a blister on your earlobe |
| And my god oblitten smell |
| And all I’ve got’s a birthday card |
| Says I hope you burn in hell |
| All you ever seem to be is fighting, bleeding, blinding |
| All you ever seem to be is fighting, bleeding, blinding |
| You’d better knock that mother down |
| You’d better lock that mother down |
| You’d better knock that mother down |
| You’d better lock that mother down |
| All you ever seem to be is fighting, bleeding, blinding |
| All you ever seem to be is fighting, bleeding, blinding |
| You’ve got a blister on your earlobe |
| And my god oblitten smell |
| And all I’ve got’s a birthday card |
| Says I hope you burn in hell |
| Real tips and coffee ships are the best they can provide |
| Ask my head is super ted is all we ever try |
| _______(?) and feeling kids, two fingers in your eye |
| ______________(?) just all it ever was |
| Restaurants and poker chips is all I ever tried |
| Backward flips and ballroom trips, it all seems so contrived |
| Butchers in coffee shops, we’re know to cannot _____(?) |
| Fighting, bleeding, blinding is all it ever was |
| You’d better knock that mother down |
| You’d better lock that mother down |
| You’d better knock that mother down |
| You’d better lock that mother down |
| Satan |